I went to trivia last night and she showed up a few minutes before it ended. We basically ignored each other, which is nothing new. A bunch of us went to karaoke and she was there. After a while, she approached me and said (with a smile) "Did you follow me here?" The boring "how have you been" talk followed. Then, out of nowhere, she grabbed me and dragged me over to her friend and introduced me as "my good friend Mike" (WTF?!).
Throughout the night she was eye-fuckin' me like it was her job. This girl is not sane.

Ya, so basically we want to know if you did the grown folks dance with her or not.

I went to trivia last night and she showed up a few minutes before it ended. We basically ignored each other, which is nothing new. A bunch of us went to karaoke and she was there. After a while, she approached me and said (with a smile) "Did you follow me here?" The boring "how have you been" talk followed. Then, out of nowhere, she grabbed me and dragged me over to her friend and introduced me as "my good friend Mike" (WTF?!).
Throughout the night she was eye-fuckin' me like it was her job. This girl is not sane.

If there was ever an appropriate time for the application of the Don Draper threatening finger-bang, this would be it.

I showed up with my pals at our bar around 9 pm. There was something in the air; the Conneman oozed confidence and sexual energy, a real cock of the walk. One woman with whom I'd like to have relations had been texting me all day and we met up at the bar. I played it cool, flirted a bit, mingled with the crowd. And then, You Know Who comes in with two of our old mutual friends. She immediately came over and started flirting. At this point it was back and forth between these two broads. You Know Who's jealousy was palpable. Started putting her arm around my waist, rubbing my arm, etc. At one point she decided to leave and I coolly said, "Alright, have a fun night." 30 seconds later, the text appeared: "Want to come over?"

I railed her like there was no tomorrow. She told me this morning that my neurotic, uptight personality vanishes in the bed.

Gentlemen, the padawan has become the Jedi Master.
I showed up with my pals at our bar around 9 pm. There was something in the air; the Conneman oozed confidence and sexual energy, a real cock of the walk. One woman with whom I'd like to have relations had been texting me all day and we met up at the bar. I played it cool, flirted a bit, mingled with the crowd. And then, You Know Who comes in with two of our old mutual friends. She immediately came over and started flirting. At this point it was back and forth between these two broads. You Know Who's jealousy was palpable. Started putting her arm around my waist, rubbing my arm, etc. At one point she decided to leave and I coolly said, "Alright, have a fun night." 30 seconds later, the text appeared: "Want to come over?"
I railed her like there was no tomorrow. She told me this morning that my neurotic, uptight personality vanishes in the bed.
I am such a pimp.